Wiscon, Walkies And Other Stuff

Wiscon is coming up, and frankly, I'm sort of indifferent this year. We'll do all our usual things, the stickers, the party, the photo booth ( rdkeir, please contact me when you get a chance), but I don't have any enthusiasm for it yet. Because of Luke's school schedule, we'll be spending less time in Madison with my family, and no time in Chicago at all. (Another reason Luke took his solo trip to Chicago back in March. Otherwise, he wouldn't have seen his family at all this year)
Also dreading the airplane part more than ever. Depending on the whims of the TSA that day, we may have to endure either the naked cancer-scan, or the rapey-grope. Given a choice, I think I'll take the cancer-scan. Ugh.

I got on Dreamwidth a month or so ago, but I haven't really explored much. I'm assuming you have to go find people, add them and they have to add you back, just like LJ. If that isn't the way you do it, I guess I need a tutorial. Anyway *raises voice* I'M JULIEBATA ON DW- ADD ME!

I bought a rosemary and a thyme plant, and got them situated out on our balcony. Green things, yay!

Hair- still growing. Finally long enough for a headband, it hangs in my eyes otherwise. Last time I cut my hair short, I threw away all my long-hair gear, keeping only a single scrunchie. I'm kicking myself now, the kind of barrettes I like don't seem to exist anymore. Dammitt!


I've been in a real rut lately. Awake till 6am, sleeping poorly, getting up late in the afternoon, not doing anything worthwhile. Luke is engaged in school, and I'm not engaged in anything. I don't have a lot of close friends here. I'm feeling fat and stupid and worthless. Last Sunday, the weather was fairly nice, so we went to Carkeek park, pretty much my favorite place in Seattle. It did feel nice to break out of the rut and get outside for a bit. There was a new trail which wasn't very long, but had a steep section, and that's just what I needed.
Monday was also nice, so I said "we're going for another walk", even though we were a little sore from the day before. We went around the neighborhood, 8975 on the step counter.
Tuesday, again with the nice, Luke had school, but I said fuck it, I'm going for a walk by myself. 11,117 steps. I went north, stopping at a coffee shop on 85th and 32nd for a bottle of water. The barista had a t-shirt that said "I got my bike from American" and the font looked very familiar. I asked him if it was from American TV in Madison and he said yes! Small world! I went back south, stopping at Sunset Hill park. Everybody was out walking their dogs, and doing yard work. In a couple weeks, I'll have lilacs to stick my face in.
Wednesday, not as nice, but Luke and I went to Meadowdale park and hiked all the way down to the beach and back, a little over a mile. No step count, I accidently hit the reset button. We had the beach to ourselves for a while, and we got to see two bald eagles soaring overhead, circling and chasing each other. I love going on walks and hikes with my husband, and I've really missed it. Getting back to the car from the beach is a 400-some foot elevation gain. Dinner was a gut-busting calorie-fest at Claire's in Edmunds, destroying all healthiness gained during the hike.
Today was nicer than Weds, Luke has school, and I went out by myself again. 10,531 steps. I went east, stayed on 60th all the way to the top of Phinney ridge. Luke has an app called Journey Tracker on his phone, and now I do too. In an hour and 40 minutes, I walked 4.56 miles, and gained 107 meters in elevation. That's 300 feet or so, I guess.
I don't know if I can keep it up, but it feels pretty good right now. We gave up our gym memberships last winter, because we weren't going often enough to justify the expense.




To recap: Wiscon will happen, add me on Dreamwidth, green things are growing, hair is longer, walkies are good.